#💌...loveletters!

[tokusaatsus]

iam in love with you

awawawa?! i love you too (//•////•) °°•♡

[lovesickhughes]

hi there! i’d like to request amore with the prompts “you want me to sit on your face?” + “what afraid you’ll break me?” w/ quinn 🫣

a/n: hehe thank you for requesting. tbh got inspired by this pic & got a little carried away with this one… (not edited)

18+ under the cut

"You want me to sit on your face?" You asked, your eyes widening in disbelief. You were straddling Quinn's lap, the expanse of his torso exposed to you, shiny with a thin layer of sweat. You hadn't planned on spending your night with your limbs tangled with one another, but you couldn't help yourself seeing Quinn come home, looking as domesticated as ever, large hoodie swallowing his frame with a black jacket over top and light-washed jeans.

Quinn's hands were practically glued to your waist, gripping the exposed skin near where your panties were worn, hard enough that he could leave bruises, or if he let go, you might slip away.

The sight was erotic; Quinn in nothing but his boxers with you planted around his waist in the lingerie set you methodically pulled out when changing for the evening.

Quinn's hand comes up from your hip, tilting your chin to have your gaze meet his hooded eyes, "You think you get to waltz around here, teasing me, basically asking for it, and then get to bluff when all I want to do is see how good you taste?" Quinn said gruffly, it was almost a growl, his voice so low your lip quivered as you shifted your hips against his. Quinn smirked, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear.

"I can practically feel you soaking my underwear, Y/n." His hand near your ear, drew a soft line down the curve of your jaw until his thumb traced your bottom lip before pushing it into your mouth as you instinctively suctioned your lips around him. "Good girl," He mumbled as he leaned his head back, watching through hooded eyes, pushing his thumb further into your mouth as your own head tilted back with pleasure.

Quinn's hips bucked upwards into your own, causing you to let out a sigh, your moan being muffled by his thumb that consumed your mouth. "You're so fuckin' pretty like this, baby."

You slowly dragged your lips backwards, holding a burning stare with Quinn as you released his finger with a pop and you made sure to roll your hips in just the motion that caused his eyes to grow even darker. He maneuvered so that he was now laying flat on the cushion of the couch, and slipped his hands around you so they were spread against the flesh of your ass, kneading the skin and pulling you forward so that your core was hovering over his face.

You steadied yourself by resting your hands on the arm of the couch and glance down to Quinn curiously, watching as he took in the sight of you above him.

"So gorgeous," He murmured through a breath, his hands exploring your skin, tracing his fingers up and down your inner thighs and making electricity shoot through your system. "C'mere, babe, let me taste that pretty pussy of yours." He said, hooking his finger beneath the piece of fabric which was the only thing covering you from being exposed to Quinn and his salivating mouth.

You shifted your knees near his shoulder, glancing down again as Quinn adjusted himself to the right position and when he met your eyes he could tell by the slight pinch in your eyebrows and how you fumbled with your bottom lip between your teeth, you were hesitant.

"Are you sure?" You uttered.

"Of course, baby, what— afraid you'll break me?" He taunted as he slid your panties to the side, exposing your dripping core and his eyes pupils practically blew at the sight. You shook your head, biting the inside of your cheek as you slowly lowered yourself to meet his face that was anticipating the feeling of your warm core.

The feeling of Quinn's tongue pressing against your sensitive bundle of nerves causes you to sigh, and when he begins to work against you, devouring you like it was your last meal, you couldn't help but let out a loud moan at the pleasurable feeling.

"Fuck, yes, Quinn, ohmygod— that feels so," You stammered, eyes rolling backwards in pleasure as Quinn's hands found your ass again, gripping tightly and moving your body against him so you were grinding against his tongue, his protruding nose bumping your clit in just the slightest way to elicit the largest shock of pleasure.

Quinn hummed against your core, sending vibrations through your skin and your legs shook next to his head, feeling your body transverse into a euphoric state as the knot in your stomach began to tighten.

Your one hand reached for Quinn's dark curls, locking your fingers in this thick hair as you enclosed on your climax. His paced quicken, and you mumbled profanities and praises as he continued to work you over the edge, one final movement against his face causing a wave of pleasure to flood over your entire body, your limbs going numb and tingly as you climaxed. Finding your balance against the arm of the couch, you slowly rolled off of Quinn's body that was underneath you, his chest heaving, face wet with your slick and you couldn't help the smirk that erupted on your face at the sight.

"That was new." You confessed, eyebrows raised in disbelief at Quinn's masterwork. You watched as Quinn sat upright, running a hand through his damp hair from sweat, and the grin on his face was almost obnoxious.

"I know my lady well." He shrugged.

[hvnsinureyes]

You’re friends with Luka except it’s much deeper then that. Like when he first got drafted and moved to America you two became friends. So he considers you his first friend he ever made in the states and that’s really special to him. He considers your apartment the perfect safe space and is over there more than his own big ass house. He’s secretly been in love with you for YEARS, but will probably never tell you because this friendship is just too good to ruin and he wouldn’t know what to do with himself if you ended up leaving cause he couldn’t keep his feelings to himself. He def spoils you like you’re his girl too, he genuinely puts any other boyfriend or situationships to shame with his birthday gifts. Imagine trying to date a girl and her 6’6” millionaire nba player best friend giver her a necklace that’s worth more then you make in a year☹️. Ughhh he’s so down bad you’ll tell him you’re going on a date and he tries to plan other shit for yall to do together instead. Yap session over 💗💗💗

not even a request but i just had to write a blurb abt this like omg i'm in love?? thank u anon!!

it's honestly sick because everyone practically screams that luka is in love with you, but you don't understand where they're coming from!

when luka first met you, it was just so easy for him to get caught up in your world. you were so kind and accepting! while other people would make fun of his accent or barely make an effort to get to know him, you introduced yourself first and absolutely fell in love with his origin. whether you knew anything about slovenia or not, you happily listened to him talk about his home country. not with fake interest either, you actually paid attention. you didn't mind helping him get settled into dallas either. never shaming him for asking stupid questions, patiently explaining things over and over until he understood, and taking him out to restaurants and places where he could forget about basketball for a bit and have fun. so of course he's a little attached and maybe somewhat fell in love with you!

people look at you crazy when you say that luka stays over your apartment overnight or for a day or two (sometimes a week, to be honest). you always say that he should appreciate his house more, especially with how hard it is to actually find one nowadays, but he always brushes it off saying, "yours is more comfortable". when really, it's because he can't stand being in such a big home all by himself. you bring so much liveliness in every room you're in, so why not just stay with you half of the time?

since he's always around, even when you're going shopping, he insists on paying. it's almost annoying how quick he is to get out his card and slap your hand away when you try to pay with yours. over the years he gets really sneaky with it, like waiting until you go to the bathroom so he can pay by himself. what kind of best friend would he be if he didn't spoil you?

and yes, anon you are so right! there is barely any room for boyfriends and situationships because luka makes sure he takes up your whole space. they can try to butt in between you two, but it never works. none of them end up staying because they know they'll never be like luka. gifting you a whole vacation to cabo, buying you a birkin or cartier necklace like it's nothing? it's like that one druski skit where his girlfriend is getting better gifts from other people! he's watching them get all upset at you squealing over your new gift (knowing that theirs is next and definitely doesn't amount to his) with a shit eating grin like, "do better, bro." he is sooo evil.

and god forbid he finds out you're using tinder or going on a blind date. like hello? you'll be getting a 3 hour lecture about how guys can be either murderers/kidnappers, creeps looking for a hookup, or desperate old men. even if they're a normal guy, he still doesn't buy it. why not just have a movie night instead? or go to a restaurant? like don't be silly, just hang out with him instead!

he'll bring you to his games making sure you wear his jersey, post you on his insta, shout you out during speeches and everyone's like ??? are you sure you guys are just best friends? you're so smiley thinking he's just being sweet but no babe, he wants that cookie bad. it's so painful to watch because luka is so ready to be your man, but so much is holding him back? what if you say no? you guys could be friends yes, but it would never be the same. luka wouldn't know what to do if you weren't in his life anymore. you made his nights in dallas less lonely, making sure to appreciate his culture but also help him get used to a new one. giving him the comfort he needed, but couldn't get for so long.

ugh he's so cute i cannotttt :((

[miupow]

innocent kai surprised at just how wet the reader is when he fucks her for the first time 😭

oh my god stop it virgin kai getting his dick wet for the first time... gasps when he sees the puddle you've made in your panties, sticky and soaking wet as he pulls them town your thighs... staring in awe at your bare dripping pussy, already so wet without him even touching you yet. pulls your pussy lips apart with his fingers just to watch the way your hole flutters and gushes out slick. kai who can't keep himself from moaning when he slides his cock through your folds, getting the hot flesh all wet for him to slide deep inside. who's eyes roll back into his head once he sinks the tip in, the tightwethot pleasure of it all almost enough to make him cum on the spot. "f-fuck, you're so wet!" kai whimpers, one big hand grabbing your waist and the other grabbing the fat swell of your tit. squeezing your tit like it's grounding him as he loses himself in the deep, wild thrusts he pounds into you. "i can hear y-your pussy, it's so loud, fuck! you feel so fucking good, do i always make you this wet, baby?"

[bambiihee]

PLEASEEEE I need mean dom txt to run a train over me it's not even funny

-🪄

HEAR MEEE OUTTTT !!!!!! dilf soobin and his bestie dilf beomgyu… soobin’s wife is out of town on a business trip and he works sooo hard at the office >_< needs u to watch his daughters

bringing gyu over after work and he’s immediately obsessed w his friends cute lil babysitter, she doesn’t need to leave does she?? let her stay for a while…

lol divorced single dad beomgyu flirting by asking if she’d like to watch his son (jealous soobin fighting back by saying that beomgyu’s son is a demon)

just binnie getting jealous and possessive over his favorite little babysitter leading him to have to admit that maybe he does have feelings for her, something his wife is constantly accusing him of… maybe she’s right after all …

just getting destroyed by two hot dilfs why they whisper the nastiest things in ur ear… and did they hear that right when you said you’re a virgin?? cute <3

[misterpoet333]

wearing socks without any shoes

'be mine'

is the fire

that burns through their clothes

a steamy affection that requires no air

they reach new depths through adventurous care

[spoiledrottenvn]

{🗝}₊˚⊹ Spoiled Rotten !

⋆.˚⟡ ࣪ ˖ Visual Novel; ‘A taste of teen madness.’

𐙚𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𐙚

˗ˏˋ{🕯️}ˎˊ˗ Adem, the town where dreams and fantasies alike go to die. It’s an eccentric hellhole, crawling with all sorts of characters. From lonely codependents, psychotic catholics and babyfaced best friends, to a strangely high pharmacist and his ‘daughter’ ditched outside. Nothing feels right, and you’re desperate for answers. Spoiled Rotten is set roughly in 2017.

˗ˏˋ{🕯️}ˎˊ˗ The player ends up as ‘Mainoko Kei’, the stereotypical bombshell blonde who is wealthy and isn’t afraid to show it. Born on Halloween of 2000. She is also part of the ‘popular kids’, in which are feared by the general population of Adem’s educational system, in which they are all in. Mainoko, however, as confident as she is, doesn’t have a sense of belonging, and has a lingering sense of curiosity about her roots. She craves answers to questions, and it doesn’t help that there’s a feeling of eyes everywhere, following her every move.

𐙚𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𐙚

˗ˏˋ{☎️}ˎˊ˗ There is a range of tags for the future posts, in which the game and the overarching setting, characters, asks (and anonymous questions!) and so on. Content that will be on posts are separated into:

{❝#loveletters — 💌 ❞}-> The anonymous asks, these can essentially be about anything — they will also be put into another tag category alongside of it, depending on the contents of the anonymous ask!

{❝#ontheotherline — 📞 ❞}-> The not-so-anonymous asks. Like above, they can be about anything, and will be tagged accordingly with another tag, according to the contents!

{❝#scriptedsources — 🖋️ ❞}-> The extra parts of written lore that can be asked for, or can occasionally be littered around whenever motivation strikes. It can be on all sorts of characters present, and will usually change depending on if a specific character is asked, or if written on the developer’s own accord.

{❝#developernotes — 💾 ❞}-> Anything and everything to do with development. Can be art, character drops, little snippets of lore (will also be found under the ❝#scriptedsources — 🖋️ ❞ tag) and so on.

𐙚𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𐙚

FIRST SHOWN CHARACTERS: Lilac, Kanya, Fujiharu.

Name -> age as of game setting..

FUJIHARU; 39-40+ years of age. (Mainoko’s father.)

KANYA; 21-22+ years of age. (?, relationship unknown.)

LILAC; 13-14 years of age. (Cousin to Mainoko.)

(Ignore how rough they are...)

𐙚𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𐙚

˗ˏˋ{🗝️}ˎˊ˗ Notes, reblogs — any support in general would be greatly appreciated! It adds to motivation, and Spoiled Rotten, one day, might have a blossoming fandom. Hell, maybe even fan art might exist (massive reach, but it’s okay) once the final games complete for people to play. ♡

SPOILED ROTTEN is aimed towards people who understand mature themes, so most likely above the age of 16.

[roses-n-strawberries]

What’s your type? <3

Red flags

[boigyu]

hello 👻

ea halo kawan 🤫🧏‍♀️🧏‍♀️ sumpah kaget banget pas liat ini masuk inbox WKWKWKKWK first time (?) seeing a fellow indo here. ALSO NOT TO SOUND DESPERATE BUT LIKE.... wanna be friends 😊😊😊😊 literally ak selama disini kyk kagak punya temen bjir, hidup gw se lonely itu kah

[moominsuki]

uma. i just want you to know that the driest spell of them all lives in my mind absolutely rent-free and i am by no means evicting it anytime soon (ever). you are so, so good at your craft, what the hell!!!

bookmarking your bkg masterlist for me to binge soon <3 mwah!

zee you are the sweetest and this is high praise coming from you of all people wtf i will cry rn

[tokusaatsus]

Thr way you writr nazuna is so delicious

awawa thank you ateee <3

[lovesickhughes]

LIV !!! congrats on your celly!!! you deserve it so much 🩷

could we get amore + "you have no idea how long i've thought about having you like this." or "keep the noise down, baby. you're too loud." with bsf!luke? 👀👀

a/n: OF COURSE MY ANGEL 👼🏼🤍 i went a little crazy on this one (5.7k words), but you deserve this and more. I LOVE YOU!!! i hope you enjoy (not edited)

18+ under the cut!

You hated to admit it, but you were falling for Luke, and you were falling hard.

But how could you not when he did everything in his ability to make you swoon over him, and leave you noticing your heart skipping a beat every moment he gave that extra bit of effort.

However, you couldn't see yourself building the courage to admit to your feelings and tell Luke that you've fallen for him, but it became harder as each day passed on and there were moments you began to wish you could call him yours.

So when you were at yet another hockey party Luke had dragged you to, the unsettling feeling that filled your stomach at the sight of a girl you hadn't ever seen before talking to Luke and standing a little too close for your liking, you were left to bite the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from exposing your feelings.

You sipped on your drink, cringing as the alcohol burned your throat as you swallowed it; cursing whoever made the concoction and how much liquor they poured into it. Yet, your eyes never left Luke, watching from across the room, seeing him lean down to the girl's height to hear what she had to say, watching how she leaned in close, placing her hand on his shoulder and gripping his arm tighter than you would have preferred.

And when her arm trailed down to his hand, interlinking their fingers and Luke's head fell back in a laugh, you tried your hardest not to show your annoyance and the roll of your eyes that just happened by instinct.

"Y/n, can you make it more obvious that it's clearly bugging you?" Ethan nudged your side with his elbow, making you shoot him a glare.

"Making what obvious? And what is it?" You countered, squinting your eyes as your eyebrows pinch into a frown.

Ethan just scoffed, letting out a laugh before shaking his head in disbelief, "You gotta be kidding me— you're obviously jealous your boy is over there talking to that girl, and you obviously have feelings for Luke." He shrugged, trying to contain his own laugh.

Your eyebrow quirked as you tilted your head, attempting to mask the obvious truth that was painted all over your face, "I am not jealous. What makes you think that?" You counter, stepping forward towards Ethan who was leaned against the counter, arms crossed over his chest.

Ethan pushes himself off the counter to turn and face you, his large frame towering over your own. You swallow thickly at his closeness, noticing the slight stubble growing on his face, and the scent of his cologne wafting through the air. His arm braced his frame by placing it beside where you stood, enclosing your body against his, a grin toying on his face as you watched in fear.

"Because," He said, leaning to the side to give you an angle of Luke who still was stood across the room, only this time Luke's gaze wasn't focused on the girl in front of him, it was on you; and how close Ethan stood next to you.

"I know for a fact me being this close to you is making that man's brain go haywire." He jested, shrugging his shoulders while you scolded him.

You tried to contain the feeling of heat rushing to your cheeks at the thought of Luke growing the slightest bit jealous over you perched with another guy, but your thoughts were halted when your eyes met his— only for a brief moment, but felt like time had slowed and the world had stopped.

You gave Luke a small, sweet smile before turning at the call of your name from a friend you had met in one of your classes and heading to the other area of the house where bodies filled and music blared.

But you couldn't help but turn back at the feeling of Luke's eyes watching you leave, noticing the way he bit at the inside of his lip, contemplating something unbeknownst to you.

—

Later that night, and three rounds of beer pong later, you could feel the alcohol consuming your body, making your limbs feel fuzzy, your eyes heavier and the environment causing your head to slightly spin.

You were sat on the couch in the living room, pressed up against the bodies of a few members of the hockey team who you had been introduced to over the times spent with Luke.

Listening in to the conversations and laughs being shared by the loud and rambunctious boys, you smiled at their jokes and bantering, but couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling settle in your chest.

You had begin to notice you had yet to see Luke since your encounter earlier in the night with Ethan, but even then you hadn't spoken any words, just lingering glances that left your stomach twisting.

You pulled out your phone, only to see no new messages from the one person you wished to be consuming your time, and while mindlessly scrolling, you couldn't help but let your brain wander to the thought of where Luke could be and what he could be doing.

Just as the thought of that girl you had seen him with earlier, the sound of the boys hollering caught your attention, lifting your gaze to see the one and only man you could have hoped to see.

Luke walked in, leaning in the doorway of the room, beer can in his hand as he called over to his friends, clapping hands with a few others as they walked by. But when his eyes scanned the room, and found the familiar ones, you couldn't help the rush of heat flood to your cheeks.

Luke sauntered over to where you sat, his large frame towering over you, as a tired grin pulled over his face.

"Hey you," He smiled, his hands reaching down to slightly brush over your thigh. "How's it going?" He asked softly as he nudged one of the familiar faces of his teammate to move over for his large body to slide in next to you.

His arm wrapped around the back of the couch, falling on your shoulder and his hand instinctively wrapped around your arm, pulling you in close to his warm frame. It was as if you fit perfectly against his side; like a lock and key, and just by being in his embrace, you felt at ease, like it was exactly where you were supposed to be.

"You good?" Luke mumbled against your temple, placing a delicate kiss to your head. You hummed in response, nodding your head and closing your eyes, leaning your head against Luke's shoulder and letting the bass of the music vibrate through your veins.

"I haven't seen you that much tonight," You said looking up to meet Luke's eyes.

He pursed his lips, giving a tight smile, "Yeah, I know, I'm sorry."

You gave another small smile, turning your head to place a quick kiss on his shirt-covered shoulder. "S'okay, just like seeing you, y'know." You mumbled, shuffling back into your previous position and letting Luke's free hand grab your own and intertwine your fingers with his.

"Will you two just kiss and make it official already— I mean this is just painful." Ethan called from across the room while he positioned himself to throw the small ping pong ball while focusing on the intense game of beer pong.

You only shook your head and let out a small chuckle at Ethan's remark, but you couldn't help but notice Luke shift against you, his hand tightening against yours and pulling you closer. It was as if the subtle movement was the slightest indication he felt the same way and that was all you needed.

You let it slip your mind, focusing your attention on the intense game of beer pong being played while chiming in every once in a while to the conversation being shared with the group that was spaced out along the couches.

Soon enough, the night had died down, people began to depart and the music was turned down so that it only filled the background. You had gotten up to help clean up the garbage that had been scattered across the house by the drunken fools, and as you were collecting cups off of the counter in the kitchen, you felt the familiar grasp of Luke's hand slide from the small of your back and around to your front, pulling you back so that your hips were pressed against his, his chest leaning into your back.

"Thanks for helping, Y/n/n, I really appreciate it." He thanked as he turned you in his arms to face him. The sight was the breathtaking, looking up at Luke, seeing his hooded gaze from the alcohol consuming his veins, the sly smirk that spread on his face from the giddiness of the alcohol— and what he believed was from being this close to you— and you couldn't help but notice his fingers toying with your top, feeling the texture of the fabric beneath his fingertips.

You shrug at his appreciation, turning quickly to toss the used cups into the trash bag that hung on one of the cabinets before turning back to face Luke, bracing yourself by placing your hand against his forearm, noticing the goosebumps that laid across his skin.

"Someone's gotta do it, I know how you all get." You laugh, shifting on your feet.

"Do you wanna stay over?" Luke asked abruptly, as if he had been waiting to ask you, which in reality he had, but you didn't need time to hesitate, you nodded quickly, smiling as he intertwined his fingers with yours and directed you upstairs to his room.

It wasn't uncommon for you to spend the night at Luke's; long nights of studying, binge-watching movies and TV shows or simply just hanging out, it seemed more convenient to stay than to trek home. So when he opened the door, you were welcomed with the familiar sight, scent and cozy-feel of his room, taking in the dim light from his desk and the neatly made bed.

"I'll grab you a pair of sweats and a shirt so you don't have to wear that," He said nodding to your body that was clothed in a pair of jeans with a nice top. You nodded quietly as you sat on the edge of Luke's bed, feeling the growing tiredness consume you. You watched Luke dig around his dresser to find clothes that wouldn't be overly sized on you, and you couldn't help but fall into a daze as you watched his back muscles shift beneath his white t-shirt, seeing him move swiftly.

The toss of his clothes hitting your face brought your attention back to him, looking up with question in your eyes as you had noticed he was waiting for you to respond— the staring causing you to tune out the surroundings.

"Sorry, what'd you say?" You asked softly, smiling up to Luke who stood opposite you, now leaning against his dresser with his arms crossed over his chest.

"I asked if you were good, you were zoning out there." He chuckled.

You sat up taller on the bed, wiggling your hips to adjust better, "Oh, yeah. I'm good. Just tired." You nodded your head, but you words weren't convincing. Luke only squinted his eyes before turning back around to grab a pair of pyjama pants from another drawer and it was if you were smacked right in the face at the sight of Luke pulling his shirt over his head to leave his torso bare.

You had seen him shirtless before, but this time, whether it was the lingering alcohol, or the close proximity of being in his room, you felt your mouth slightly fall agape, stunned by the sight.

You swallowed thickly, averting your gaze to avoid being caught in an awkward moment, and yourself stood up to change into more comfortable clothing.

You turned towards the wall, staring at the few pictures and other memorabilia that was scattered across the wall and quickly stripped from your pants, tossing them to the side before reaching behind your back to undo the zipper of your top.

But of course, as if the universe wanted the sexual tension to flood the room, you tugged at the zipper that seemingly was stuck to no avail. You groan, throwing your head back knowing that the only solution was to ask Luke.

"You gotta be kidding me," You grumbled lowly under your breath before sighing and gathering the courage to call out to Luke. "Luke, can you help me— my zipper is stuck." You groan, looking over your shoulder to see Luke digging around near the side of his bed. He shot up from leaning over, eyes wide and his expression shocked as if he was caught in the middle of something, but when his eyes fell to you, and trailed down to your frame, you felt heat rush to your cheeks, nodding your head to summon Luke.

He shifted around his bed, coming up to stand behind you and you reached your arms to fumble with the small piece of metal.

"You just gotta make sure it's not caught on anything— I can try to pull the fabr—" You explained, shifting awkwardly on your feet while your eyes scanned for anything but Luke's own.

"I got it, Y/n." Luke cut you off, his fingers coming to hold the shirt, working the zipper to try and release it. You only nodded, turning your head back to face the wall as your breaths grew shaky, suddenly becoming hyperaware of your surroundings.

The feeling of the zipper finally coming undone made you let out a sigh of relief, turning around to face Luke to thank him— the fabric still loosely hung over your chest. But when you turn around, Luke is already staring down at you, his gaze more lustful and dark. His bottom lip was tucked underneath his teeth, his chest rising and falling deeply as he attempted to control his breathing.

"You okay?" You asked, looking up at Luke through your eyelashes and watched him slowly nod, his hand slowly reaching up to your shoulder, stopping at the strap of your top that was slipping off your skin.

You glanced down to his hand, watching every inch of him moving against you.

"Can I?" Luke asked softly, almost as a whisper, and when you nodded slowly, your eyes never leaving him, you felt the cold air hit your chest as your top fell to the floor, leaving you exposed to Luke.

As if he could read your mind, feeling you grow insecure of being exposed, his hands snaked around your waist, pulling you tight to his chest so your breasts pressed against his ribs, the softness of each of your skin sending shocks of pleasure through your veins.

Luke's hands grazed up and down your spine, like feathers, as he gazed down to you while your hands found their spot on each of Luke's biceps, holding yourself up against him.

"Ethan can't get out of my head." Luke chuckled, his hands still working against the expanse of your back, feeling every dip and curve of your frame.

You laughed, pinching your eyebrows together, "what do you mean?"

He shook his head, laughing alongside you, "Well what if we just kissed already?" He asked lowly, his head falling next to your ear where he planted a slow, wet kiss just below, making your chest shakily inhale a breath. You tilted your head to the side, letting Luke place soft kisses down the trail of your neck from your ear to your collarbone, your eyes fluttering shut at the euphoric feeling of Luke's lips against your skin.

He pulled away, his hands planting themselves against your hips, his eyes never leaving your own. "Can I kiss you?" He asked, eyes darting back between each of your own, waiting for your approval to allow him to take you to another realm of pleasure.

When you nodded your head, it was if everything flashed before you, suddenly his lips were hot against yours, enveloping you into the most delicate, yet hungry kiss you had experienced. Then before you knew it, he was directing you back to his bed, laying you down against the mattress as he hovered over you, his arm bracing himself next to your head while his other hand caressed your bare side, every so often sliding to your breast and toying with your nipple and making you squirm underneath his grasp.

Luke was attacking your neck with kisses, ensuring no area of skin was left untouched by his lips. All the while your hands were roaming his own body, feeling his taut muscles of his shoulders and back, and entangling your fingers in his curls tugging at the hair when he found your sweet spot against your neck.

He pulled away, meeting your eyes as you let yours open to watch Luke and you examined his face, seeing his hungry eyes and wet, swollen lips from kissing you. He reached down to place yet another kiss against your lips, making you moan into his mouth at the contact and he quickly pulled away, a grin tugging on his lips from the sound your mouth had made.

"You have no idea how long I've thought about having you like this," Luke said as his hands roamed your body, rubbing up and down your sides, toying with your breasts and making you shift underneath him.

"Me too," you sigh, your back arching as your body felt eager for some sort of pleasure. Your arms reached for Luke, feeling his own arms and shoulders before pulling him down to be flushed against you, his nose touching the tip of your own. "Fuck me." You whispered against Luke's lips as you grazed your own against his, earning a groan to fall from Luke's throat as he closed his eyes.

He opened them to look at you, more seriously, searching for your confirmation, "Yeah?"

And with the slightest nod, it was almost instantly that Luke's lips were against yours again, this time hungry and determined, his hips falling against yours as your legs fell open to welcome his frame. He made sure your panties were completely off as he stripped from his own, his hard cock freeing from behind his boxers, and your mouth was practically salivating at the sight of Luke stroking his cock, focused eyes as the sight of you laying across his bed.

"You are the most beautiful girl I've ever met." Luke whispered into your ear as he hovered over you, aligning the tip of his cock against your entrance, sliding it up and down against your slit to spread the wetness that had begin to build up.

When Luke pressed into you, stretching you and sending a rush of pleasure through every nerve cell in your body, your back arched and head fell back against the mattress, moaning at how good he felt inside you. His chin fell to tuck into his chest, groaning at the feeling of you enveloping around him as if you were made for him.

"You feel so good, Y/n." He moaned, slowly beginning to thrust against you, pulling his length almost completely out before pushing back in determinedly to bottom you out, making you whine his name, your hands reaching for his shoulders to bring him closer to you.

His elbows rested on either side of your head against the mattress, his nose touching yours as he worked against you, thrusting in a rhythm that had each of your moaning in synchrony. Your hands roamed his body, tugging at his skin and hair, your legs wrapping around his waist and pulling him closer, to deepen his thrusts even further.

His hand slipped to yours, pulling it above your head and interlocked your fingers, pressing your hand into the mattress as he thrusted into you in such a sensual, intimate and loving way; all the pent up, unspoken words and feelings being shared in the act.

This felt different than the others times you had had sex, aiming to reach the climax— this was two people expressing their admiration that had accumulated over however long you had felt something for Luke, and him sharing that he felt the same way.

As Luke continued to thrust into you, shifting his legs so one was bent upward to hit the spot within you that elicited immense pleasure, you felt the knot in your stomach begin to tighten. Your free hand reached for Luke's jaw, delicately holding his face as your eyes met his, never breaking contact as your body responded to each and every movement Luke gave you.

As he sped up, you let out a loud moan, biting your lip and whining while pressing your chest up into his, earning a small chuckle from Luke as he continued to work inside you.

"Baby, you gotta be quiet, keep the noise down, 'kay?" He mumbled against your lips, swallowing your moans while his hand slipped between your bodies to toy with your clit, sending shocks of pleasure through your skin and making your toes curl. Your thighs squeezed against him, feeling your climax approaching as his hand continued to rub quick circles against your clit, all the while his cock slid in and out of your pussy with ease.

"Luke, I'm so close." You moaned, eyes squeezed shut as you focused on the feeling of Luke's cock sliding in and out, his fingers on your clit and his other hand still bracing your own as he fucked you into the mattress.

He nodded, his thrusts changing rhythms as he worked you to your peak. "Yeah, that's it, come on my cock, baby." He encouraged, fucking you like no other. It was as if you two were made for one another, the way your bodies responded to each other, how it was so easy to know the ins and outs and how to make one another come close to the brink of ecstasy.

Luke's thrusts grew more sloppy as his own climax began to build and you pulled him flush against you yet again, your arms slipping from his grasp to link around his neck as he continued to bring you to your orgasm.

"You feel so good, Luke— fuck," You called out, your hands tugging on the curls at the nape of his neck.

"Yeah, baby, you're so close. Doing so good," He encouraged, and it only took a few more sloppy, yet deep and hard thrusts for your orgasm to approach and a sudden burst of euphoria to flood your veins, leaving your body to feel as if it were levitating. Luke's climax wasn't long after, thrusting into you a few more times before quickly pulling out and letting his secretions fall onto your stomach, painting your skin as he moaned your name.

He fell beside you, body limp as you both came down from your highs and he immediately pulled your body into his side, enveloping you into the warmest, tightest hug and placing a delicate kiss against your head.

"Thank you," He mumbled quietly, peppering kisses against your head, making you hum in response, "Let me clean you up, okay?" He said softly as he sat up, his arm dragging down your side to grip at your hip, taking in your exhausted state with his cum still dripping against your skin.

He slipped on his boxers, shuffling around his room, not long before he laid beside you and wiped the residue off of you and pulling one of his shirts over your head. He guided you under the covers, making sure to kiss you once again against your soft lips, and you let yourself continue to kiss him— the feeling addicting.

As your tongues danced with one another, a loud knock pulled your attention away, making you look at Luke with a concerned face.

"What do you want!" Luke called out, brows furrowing as he pondered who it could be, but the familiar snicker of Ethan's laugh gave it away, making your groan and fall back onto Luke's bed.

"Finally!" Ethan said in a sing-song tone, before laughing loudly. Luke looked back at you with apologetic eyes, leaning over your body once again, his arms trapping you against his frame.

You shrugged, "I mean he's not wrong." Which only earned a laugh to fall from Luke's tongue, diving forward to plant his lips right where they belonged— against yours.

[hvnsinureyes]

rennie how is bsf luka doing? ik he’s the type of guy to always be touching you in someway, a hand on your shoulder or rubbing your back. pinches the ends of your hair or your earlobe to get your attention practically pouts when you’re in his sights but he can’t touch you he’s a lowkey a menace with it like you two def get some looks but you’re used to it 🤷 i miss that cutie 😞🥺

warnings | none— mainly fluff

author’s note | yes i wrote him as delusional i love this man and he loves me (also delusional) also im typing w/ long nails so if you see any mistakes im so sorry 😞😞

bsf!luka is (still) yearning. it’s the deep kind of yearning, the one that haunts him while he sleeps, constantly in the back of his mind during practice, and makes his chest feel heavy when you’re around. he doesn’t know how to say how he feels without turning into a rambling mess, so he uses touch to compensate for it.

to everyone else— it’s absolutely ridiculous. he cannot go a single second without touching you in some kind of way. luka has his excuses. whether you’re taller or shorter than him, he’ll say it’s because he doesn’t want to lose you in a crowd. cold outside? he’s warming you up, duh! if his arm is around you and someone asks him to get up, he’ll complain that he’s comfortable (because he’s all cuddled up next to you) and doesn’t wanna leave. it never ends!

he’ll poke your sides and tickle you to distract you and see your gorgeous smile, blow into your ear, or pick you up out of nowhere to startle you for no reason. he relishes the sounds of your giggles and squeals, a dumb smile on his face while he admires you— while you friends are sooo done w you both because at this point?? get a room! they’ll give you knowing looks right after and you end up so confused because wasn’t he just playing around?

the yearning hits even harder when you’re so close but he can’t do anything. you know how a baby looks when they’re reaching for someone but they won’t pick them up? that’s luka!! his pout is very much visible and he will let his annoyance be known. like at an event (when you two were still “just friends”) luka’s pr manager had to stress how important it was for him to keep his hands to himself in order not to create any dating rumors.

he was suffering! the whole time he stared at you, huffing whenever you teased him about how he had to be on his best behavior. he’ll forget and reach over to hold your hand until you smack it away. the amount of, “do you hate me?” you will hear are endless. like uh, no, you need to act right! and god forbid if he watches someone else touch you like he does— he almost kissed you right then and there to get them to back off.

didn’t matter because he decided fuck it, 30 minutes into the event, mind you, and started getting touchy with you again. you gave in with a sigh (because you’re totally not missing his touch…sure). many dating accusations but, luka didn’t mind them at all. when asked about it he just smiles and says, “they’re special to me is all” knowing damn well you’re technically his…in his head.

[miupow]

I think u should write an in depth txt dick analysis😌

LMFAOOO yall r rotten seriously 😭😭 well… the people have spoken, and i do it for the people… omg i cannot believe i wrote this

NSFW UNDER THE CUT . MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

these r my deranged delusional txt dick analysis of each member, obviously these are just thoughts and are not representative of the members. you are allowed to disagree and discourse with me over this lol

soobin -> big dick with big balls, tip is fat and shaft is top heavy so it’s weighed down when he’s hard. curved to the right. 7-7.5” a shower not a grower and pale pink ^^ a struggle to fit in your throat but he loves getting head . the dick print is always criminal

yeonjun -> pretty pink with a long skinny shaft, curves upwards and slaps his belly when he takes his pants off :3 6.5-7’ when hard, 3-4’ when soft his dick like doubles in size when he gets hard ,, hairless w cute pink round balls that bounce when he’s fucking

beomgyu -> big cock swinging around in his cargo pants i’m sick to my stomach. long and kind of thin like yeonjuns but fatter !! 6.5’ with a good stretch. ever heard of the term “boyfriend dick”?? yeah. big heavy balls that swing around they’re super sensitive n he likes having them fondled and squeezed hehe :3 wild dark pubes and a pretty pink cockhead 🥲 curved to the left

taehyun -> average but knows how to use it >;3 coke can cock fr sooo thick and fat with lots of prominent veins,, dark and tan with neatly trimmed pubes and the head is bulbous n darker than the shaft 🤧 5.5-6’ hard and about 3’ when soft, can hide an erection pretty well if he tries hard enough ! tight fat balls that he likes getting sucked on when you’re giving him a handjob/blowjob :3 cock so fat it’s hard to fit in your mouth or in ur pussy the stretch is crazy and don’t even get me started w him and anal..

ning -> terrible case of big dick don’t know how to use it ! cock is about as long as soobin’s but definitely fatter,, ning 100% has the biggest dick idc what anyone else says :> big breeder balls too he cums buckets … all flushed cute pink with a big vein on the underside, head big and fat and leaky !!! also i love uncircumcised kai i cant help it …. he genuinely has no idea he’s got a big dick he thinks it’s pretty proportional to the rest of him (also big)

[bambiihee]

the concept of pervy+obsessive idol stan!soobin x nugu idol reader has been eating away at my brain for a minute TT hooking up with him after meeting him somewhere on ur day off n thinking you just bagged some fine ass dude by chance, completely unaware that he actually has a ridiculous amount of ur merch hidden away in his apartment

AAAA OMG U GET MEEEEEEE i love fanboy soobin x idol reader hehe ^_^ such a simp for his bias !! >_<

get this get this… idol soobin and older idol reader hehe maybe they’re mcs together or together on a variety show or something like that… she’s his bias of his favorite girl group from when he was still a trainee hehe and all while he’s trying to keep up his respectful idol image he’s just losing his little fanboy mind !! his bias is so pretty n he can hardly think… he tries to hide the fact he has your lightstick and all of your albums and posters, but staff or one of the other members outs him to u and he’s SOOO embarrassed 😭😭 but you think he’s just so cute <33

and him being such a perv too 😭😭 jacking off to ur fancams and being unable to look u in the eye the next morning T_T always getting caught staring at ur cleavage in ur cute lil stage outfits

[misterpoet333]

passion and heat

we never skip a beat

all our differences

resolved